THE CAT ON THE MOON
what to tell the moon while untangling knots of words as they become hosts of vapors rising from candles on the cake, releasing wishes from past silver nights and quiet steps joined in same direction
what to tell the moon while untangling knots of words as they become hosts of vapors rising from candles on the cake, releasing wishes from past silver nights and quiet steps joined in same direction
silent wishes inside whispers, unopened presents frosting smiles, festive hats pointing to heaven, where eyes reflect the soul as a chorus of support welcomes all into the center where voices entertain with gifts in story
the words ceased like the flame from a candle, once bright now a line of swirling gray smoke the silence between them was unbalanced resembling the uncommon brick on the wall each soul unprepared for despair or a miracle, summer or winter but, it was trenched in cold, the autumn of rain … More SEPARATE PATHS
seasoned arrows birthday candles flames highlight the years and passing shadows candles, joyous for children sensitive to middle age sentinel lights for the elderly a breath reduces the flames to smoldering wicks, a festive aroma encouraging smiles and other thoughts
I lit a candle for comfort its light overtakes the immediate darkness dispelling ghosts and phantoms long shadows drip from the table the flame dances with song walls and corners fail at hiding from the single brightness the light so small believes in its power to protect and expose
Leaving finds the life in an area of away where strength of a single candled spirit is encouraged to move forward at the crossroad there is stumbling because of the unexplained the unexpected and loss of protection when finally breaking away yet divided you continue the journey knowing it is right